Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

  Chapter 146 Floater 【Subscribe】

   Valley of Trials, southeast.

at this time.

  Many people from the same sect knew each other and gathered together in twos and threes. Of course, there were not a few monks who were alone.

  Among them, most of the monks looked worried at the moment, as if they were afraid of their own future, including those precious disciples under the master's seat in the Foundation Establishment Period.

  Of course, there are also calm and relaxed monks, lying leisurely on the grass, as if they are on vacation.

   There is also Leng Xianzi on the side of the ice sculpture, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with no expression on her face, as if all the disciples around her owe her spirit stones.

   not long.

  A fat man full of blessings came over. At this moment, Jiang Fugui no longer had the usual laughing expression, but walked over with a worried look.

   "Junior Brother Cheng."

  Jiang Fugui greeted in a low voice, came to Cheng Buzheng, and sat on the grass.

   See here.

  Cheng Buzheng didn't ask him why he came to participate in the trial.

   There are only two points. First, his cousin has run out of Jidan, and there is no extra Jidan.

  The second reason is that it is very difficult to get a Foundation Establishment Pill even for a monk in the Foundation Establishment Period.

   What's more, after this trial, the secret realm will not be opened again until 60 years later, and the number of Foundation Establishment Pills in the sect is also very scarce.

   After all, the Foundation Establishment Pill is a strategic resource, especially at this difficult time, every Foundation Establishment Pill in the sect needs to be carefully calculated.

  At the same time, Cheng Buzheng didn't comfort him either. After all, he had to participate in the trials, so what qualifications did he have to comfort others.

   Immediately.

  Cheng Buzheng didn't say a word, and sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and waited quietly.

  The next day.

  In the early morning, under the arrangement of several master uncles, many disciples lined up neatly, waiting for the arrival of other immortal sects.

   After a full two hours, there was still no one in sight.

   See here.

   Cheng Buzheng frowned. After looking around, he saw that many disciples looked a little ugly, but none of the monks spoke. This is true of many disciples in the city.

   What's more, there are uncles beside him. Even among the five uncles in the Foundation Establishment period, one of them doesn't look very good.

  Suddenly.

   There was a slight commotion in the neat team, and many monks looked into the distance one after another.

   Regarding this, Cheng Buzheng subconsciously followed everyone's gaze and looked into the distance.

   I saw a black spot approaching quickly in the distance, and when Cheng Buzheng could see it clearly, I couldn't help but gasped.

  After the black spot was enlarged, it revealed a huge palace, which was extraordinarily luxurious and solemn, like a fairy palace in the sky, exuding a faint aura.

   And many disciples couldn't help but chatted one after another.

   See here.

   "Silence!"

  A black-robed foundation-building uncle couldn't help but say:

   "This is the Feixian Temple of Beicangmen, don't make a fuss, it will lose face for our Baiyunmen!"

   At the end of his speech, the uncle couldn't help but snorted coldly.

   But the effect was surprisingly good, and there was no talk anymore.

but.

  Cheng Buzheng saw some monks, their lips moved slightly, as if they were using sound transmission.

   It can be seen that this scene has a relatively large impact on the monks of Baiyunmen.

   not long.

  The Immortal Palace, full of immortal aura, is suspended in the sky above the Valley of Trials.

   Immediately.

  A well-dressed man who looked like a middle-aged man walked out of the Immortal Palace and was suspended in mid-air.

   Then, several foundation-building monks walked out of the Immortal Palace. Under the leadership of these people, many disciples came out in a file and flew to the northeast of the Valley of Trials.

   See here.

  The middle-aged man dressed in a strong suit stretched out his hand to grasp it. The huge Feixian Temple in front of him quickly became smaller. When it was in his hand, it was only the size of a palm, and it was immediately put into the golden storage bag.

   Immediately.

  The middle-aged man turned into a ray of spiritual light, and flew towards Patriarch Huang who was sitting cross-legged on the mountainside with his eyes closed and meditating.

Simultaneously.

  Patriarch Huang's eyes, which had been closed all the time, suddenly opened, and looked at the middle-aged man flying towards him with a smile on his face.

  Less pour.

  The middle-aged man stood empty in the air, clasped his fists at Patriarch Huang and said:

   "This time Baiyunmen is fellow Huang Daoist again, you lead the team!"

   "Poverty Floater, be polite!"

   Heard the words.

   Patriarch Huang smiled slightly, saluted and said:

   "The old man didn't attend the golden elixir celebration banquet last time, fellow daoist, I hope fellow daoist will not be offended!"

   "Some small things, not worth mentioning!"

  Floater shook his head and said:

   "Now it's time for the last trial before the secret realm is closed!"

   "Last time, in the trial before the closure of the secret realm, my disciples of the immortal sect were attacked by disciples of the demon sect, and the major immortal sects also suffered heavy losses!"

   "Now, this time, we can prepare in advance!"

   "We are all the three great immortal sects of the Jin Kingdom, so we should unite together to fight against the demonic sects!"

   Heard the words.

   Patriarch Huang nodded slightly, and replied:

   "That's right, that's a good statement, you and I belong to the Immortal Alliance, as it should be!"

   "However, you also know that we have no control over what those juniors do once they enter the secret territory!"

   "Fellow Daoist, there is a good plan."

   In the end, Master Huang looked at Fuyouzi, as if hoping that he could come up with a plan.

   "How about a big reward?"

  Floater smiled and said:

   "Poverty, I believe that those juniors will definitely kill the demon head bravely and cut down the vitality of the demon sect"

   "Based on the last confiscated magic gate token, the more the number, the greater the reward."

   "Fellow Daoist, what do you think?"

"Can!"

  Patriarch Huang replied with a smile, he absolutely did not believe that Fuyouzi came here for such a trivial matter, and there should be other purposes.

as expected.

   "Great kindness!"

  Fuyuzi smiled, and then continued:

   "There are a total of eleven immortal sects who came to participate in the trial. The major immortal sects will give out some prizes and reward the one that kills the most disciples of the demon sect. How about it?"

   After finishing speaking, Fuyouzi looked calm and looked at Patriarch Huang calmly.

   Heard the words.

   Master Huang frowned, and said slowly:

   "Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid it needs the consent of other immortal sects to count!"

  At the same time, Patriarch Huang guessed in his heart, what trump card does Bei Cang Sect have to ensure that the disciples under the sect can achieve excellent results, but Patriarch Huang had to agree to such an approach because of face.

  After all, they are all immortal sects under the Immortal Dao Alliance, and it is their duty to kill the opposing disciples of the demon sect, at least on the surface.

  Although it is often just a show, surface work still needs to be done.

  After hearing this, Fuyouzi laughed and said:

   "Fellow Daoist, since you have said so, I will take it as your consent!"

   "Later, Pindao will wait for the leaders of the various immortal sects to come and discuss the details."

   "Poverty, let me take my leave!"

   As soon as the words fell, the float turned into a flash of light and flew to the northeast of the Trial Canyon.

   Sitting cross-legged on the mountainside, Patriarch Huang looked at Fuyouzi's back and murmured in his heart:

   "As expected of a hypocrite from Bei Cang Sect, Floater!"

   Immediately, Patriarch Huang closed his eyes and sat up in meditation with peace of mind, thinking that it was just some second-order spiritual things.

   About this.

  He didn't take it to heart.

  (end of this chapter)